Summary: Dean comforts the reader.
Characters: Dean x Reader; their daughter, Katie
Word Count: 1161
A/N: Pure Dean Fluff
I hadn’t been in bed long. You’d turned in early needing your sleep. You were still recovering from giving birth to our daughter. You were so beautiful; I couldn’t help but lie next to you and watch you sleep.
I brushed a lock of hair out of your face and tried again to understand just how lucky I am. You had accepted my crazy life, and you had accepted me. You knew everything there was to know about me, and you loved me anyway.
The way I felt about you was so powerful it scared me sometimes. The love I felt for Sam was fierce and protective, but it was nothing compared to the love I felt for you and our baby. Asking you to marry me wasn’t optional. I couldn’t imagine my life without you. I wanted you to have my name; it makes me proud and humbles me to call you Mrs. Winchester. I do that a lot, still. I don’t think I’ll ever stop.
My hand was still on your cheek when your face scrunched up, and you started to say our little girl’s name over and over. You were getting more upset calling for her, and I put my hand on your shoulder to try to wake you. You didn’t respond to my touch. Tears were oozing from the corners of your eyes. “Y/N. Wake up, Sweetheart.” You were still lost in the nightmare, and I couldn’t pull you out. Something was threatening our baby, and you were scared.
I had to get you back to reality, back to me. I wanted to make you feel safe, to let you know Katie was safe. I’d promised to protect you both, and I needed you to know I was keeping that promise. I shook you gently. “Y/N. Love, it’s me. You’re with me. It’s not real. You’re with me.” You suddenly sat straight up in bed and wrapped your arms around your waist hugging yourself tightly.
“Dean!?” I was next to you in a second pulling you close against my chest and holding you tight. I rested my chin on top of your head and closed my eyes. I held you in my arms reassuring you as much as I could. You’d grabbed onto my t-shirt with one of your hands grasping it in your fist. Eventually, I felt the tension leave you. You whispered, “Dean, is she okay? Did you check on her?”
I buried my face in your hair before kissing your head and answering, “She’s fine, Love. She’s fine. I won’t let anything or anyone hurt her.” I turned your face to look at me. “I won’t.” I kissed your lips, and when I looked at you again the fear had left your eyes. “Stay here. I’ll be right back.”
I got up from our bed slowly making sure it was really okay to leave you. It was a short walk next door to the room we had turned into Katie’s nursery. I walked over to her crib. There she was sleeping peacefully under the butterfly mobile you bought for her. It was the girliest thing you could find. I loved it.
I lifted her out of the crib. She was still sleeping. I wanted to kiss her, but I hadn’t shaved that day so I didn’t. Our baby girl makes me feel vulnerable in a way I never have. It feels right. “Hey, little one, Daddy’s here. Daddy’s here to keep you safe. I love you, my sweet girl. Mommy needs to see you. She needs to see that you’re safe. Okay?” I walked back to our room carrying our daughter. She was complete innocence in my arms. When I opened the door, you were still sitting up in bed. Your eyes landed on Katie, and a smile spread across your face. You reached out for her, and I put her in your arms.
I sat down in front of you looking at your face as you looked at her. You were radiant. I can’t think of any other word. I brushed my fingers across your cheek and then hers. I’d die or kill for either of you without hesitation. She started to stir and fuss. It was time for her to eat. You’d been sleeping in my flannel shirts lately. You said they were perfect for breast feeding. I unbuttoned the top few buttons for you. You pulled my shirt aside and guided Katie to your nipple. Awe can’t even describe what I felt while I watched you nurse her.
“You are amazing, Y/N. You’re everything she needs. You carried her inside you. You gave her life.”
You looked up from her and locked your eyes onto mine. “I didn’t do that by myself, Dean.”
I smiled at you and felt the tears at the back of my eyes. “I was just showing you how much I love you.”
You smiled back at me. “That love made her. She’s here because you love me, because I love you. I’m so glad you’re her father. I know how special you are going to make her feel, how loved. She won’t grow up like I did believing a man would never love her. That’s what I thought until you.”
A tear made its way down my cheek. “I do love you, Y/N.”.
You handed Katie to me. “Will you burp her?” She was so small on my shoulder. I started to pat her back as I stood up and walked toward the door. I turned to look at you before I left the room. You nodded. “I’m okay.”
She spit up on me in the process of burping. I settled her back in her crib, and she snuggled in already falling asleep. I pulled off my shirt and tossed it in the hamper in the corner. You weren’t surprised when I came back to bed not wearing a shirt. This wasn’t the first time this had happened.
I climbed into bed beside you. You had left the buttons of my flannel undone, so it was easy for me to reach inside and put my hands on your back. I just wanted to touch you. There wouldn’t be any sex. The delivery hadn’t been easy for you. It would be awhile before your doctor cleared us for that. I could wait. You were close to me, and you weren’t scared anymore. That’s all that mattered.
You laid your head on my chest, and I was rubbing my hand up and down your back. “Thank you, Dean, for always knowing what I need. In my dream, she was gone. Katie had disappeared. You brought her back to me.” You kissed my chest and then lay your head back down.
I didn’t know what to say, I really didn’t. You trusted me completely, and everyday I would do whatever I needed to do to keep that trust and be worthy of your love.
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